Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Eiravel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His fur is lavender and curly. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Stableman arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a red armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He takes great joy in being the best Sailor in town.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. Recently the stress of being a Sailor has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His orange fur is thinning but still full. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Five was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to clean up the streets

Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with red colored cloaks and clothing. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his chestnut hair up. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A true patriot, Halander would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 5000 cp. Azurite (16 gp).